It was bad......downright yucky - tonight's meal, I mean - and I made it. I'll have to be careful in the composition of this posting that I do not over-use the word "yucky", because that is exactly what it was. Maybe even awful.
The meal sounded appealing on paper and in theory. I had a bunch of fresh asparagus which I knew to be delicious because the first bunch had been outstanding. Fresh asparagus must be in season somewhere near the mid-West because it was tender, flavorful and reasonably priced. Since Capt. SO and I try to eat a meatless dinner at least once a week, I reasoned that a dish I've eaten before and made successfully in the past would be a good bet for tonight's evening meal. I had corn tortillas to use and thought I would put together blanched whole asparagus spears on the corn tortillas with a little cream cheese spread on the tortillas and everything sprinkled lightly with celery salt. This sounded good. Too bad it didn't taste good.
I do not know where the meal idea went wrong. The asparagus was cooked to perfection but even the delicious nature of the asparagus was not enough to overcome the total disgusting impression on my gravely wounded palette. It seemed to be a combination of flavors I did not care for combined with the texture of the corn tortillas. I am really grasping at straws here. All I do absolutely know is that I have a clear understanding of a word used frequently in comic strips: BLECH.
I should have stopped with the second bite, which proved incontrovertibly that I did not like what I had made, but the tortillas were very small, I only made two and I had nothing else planned, so I made my parents proud and ate every last bite of both disgusting wraps. BLECH.
Only now, about fifty minutes later, are my taste buds finally getting over the insult thrust upon them an hour ago. My stomach is still rumbling and expressing its displeasure at what I placed in it and I can sense some Tums-popping is not very far into my future tonight.
Capt. SO was much more fortunate than I. He was busy in his office, working on a project, when I prepared my two asparagus wraps. I had finished eating them when he came upstairs. I announced that he did not really want to eat the same thing I had eaten for dinner and he quickly acquiesced.....because he cannot stand corn tortillas anyway. He was smart, took my advice and ate only the fresh asparagus. Besides, he had heard me express "BLECH" well over two dozen times so only unconsciousness would have enabled him to eat a corn-tortilla asparagus wrap.
I still have an oral memory of the meal.
BLECH.
Ancora imparo
